Friday, April 13, 2007

To Sleep, Perchance To Dream...

Dreaming permits each and every one of us to be quietly and safely insane every night of our lives. ~ William Dement

I've had the most awful dreams lately. What do you suppose they mean?

Last night I dreamed I was being haunted -- my window blinds wouldn't close for me, but when I turned away, SLAM! Down they came. I'd hang up my jacket, it would fall off the hanger, over and over until finally the entire rod in the closet came down. I went out to lunch at Wendy's and mysterious muddy footprints followed me.

I'd never been so happy to wake up.

The two nights before, I had dreams of being chased. I don't recall all the details, but I was hiding and running, hiding and running. Always just barely a step ahead of whoever was after me.

Okay... anyone into dream analysis?

I just want to rest when I close my eyes, darn it.

I finished my first round of edits on Magic. I adore my editor, even when I want to cuss at her. We'll see what she thinks of the changes.

I managed to work a bit on my latest WIP as well, though the hero is beginning to annoy me -- the man will not do what he is told. I keep trying him to go an get things cleared up with his old girlfriend, and en route he'll make detours to see the heroine. Yesterday, I sent him to the old girlfriend's home, but instead of going straight to her ranch, he turned left into town and went to the business the heroine owns. Bad boy. I need to get things cleared up between him and the old GF before things can be resolved with the new.